Mylittlesparklypinkdress

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Joined: February 26, 2011
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Birthday: May 1
user id: 155381
Location: P. Sherman 42. Wallaby Way, Sydney
Gender: F
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It's hard to swin
in a world so shallow
Ariana Melanie Couture ♥
16 Years Young
English, Spanish, French
Vegetarian 02.14.09
Vegan 06.17.12

Hello beautiful person reading my profile :) I like to ramble on, so this will probably be really long, just so you know.

WARNING: If you get easily offended, love PETA, think you're better than others, or try to tell me what to do move your mouse to the top right corner where you will find an X. Click that. Bye.

Still here? Yay! We are going to be best friends ♥So let us begin. I really don't have that many real friends because so many people close themselves off and all the other people are pretty much fake when you get down to it.

I know you don't know me, and I know that I don't know you but I'm here for you. I don't care who, what, where, you are, you can talk to me. I try to respond to any messages on my profile and I've made some pretty awesome friends. But I've been through a lot, more than most people know...

Why do you care so much about what "THEY" think? Hmm? Truth is, you should not because they're all stupid anyways. So you should just live the life you want to live and be with the people you want to be. Don't try to be something you're not just to make someone else happy. In the end you are going to end up hurting yourself.

I am far from perfect. I have made more mistakes than I would like to admit but just to name a few: I have attempted suicide. Several times. This includes almost running in front of a speeding car, trying to overdose on pills, and drinking excessive amounts of alcohol. Yes, I am still dealing with those problems today and the only reason I am getting better is because I have a support system. My friends and God.

I can't write down why I started to do any of the stuff in the last paragraph. If I did, someone would be in jail, but if you bother or care to know what's the matter with me, just ask. I'll always ask if you're okay too ♥

SIDENOTE: I'm a vegan, I'm 16, and I'm a devoted Catholic. No, I don't plan on telling you why you shouldn't eat meat. No, I don't plan on telling you how stupid and immiature you are because I probably am too. And no, I'm not going to try and convert you.

I like this guy. He is way out of my league and I have no idea what to do. If you have any advice, let me know ♥

Rolemodels:
SelenaGomez, DemiLovato, TaylorSwift, LadyGaga, ArianaGrande, ZaynMalik, NiallHorran, LouisTomlinson, LiamPayne, HarryStyles, JustinBieber, JennaMarbles, Kingsley, BettyWhite, MotherTheresa, PrincessDiana, MailynMonroe, JulietCapulet(Romeo&Juliet), Creature(Frankenstein), HesterPrynne(TheScarletLetter), KatnissEverdeene(TheHungerGames), CatValentine(Victorious), AliceCullen(Twilight), AthenaCary, BridgetColleen, JohnMichael, MarcRaphael, NatashaRoxanne
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Mylittlesparklypinkdress's Favorite Quotes



I wanna be a panda
bear so 'freakin bad,
eAT ALL OF THE BAMBOO I NEVER HAD
I WANNA BE ON THE COVER OF ZOO MAGAZINES
SMILING NEXT TO ZEBRA AND THE PIG
OH EVERY TIME I CLOSE MY EYES
I SEE MYSELF BLACK AND WHITE
A DIFFERENT ZOO EVERY NIGHT, OH I SWEAR
THE WORLD BETTER PREPARE
FOR WHEN I'M A PANDA BEAR
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Do you get it? try to decode it!


It actually means something!!!

 


I went to go pick my sister up after school to take her to the mall, and I saw her and her group of friends, and I yelled:
"Get in loser, we're going shopping!"
All her friends think I'm the coolest brother ever, and she hates me, but it was worth it.
 
 




Accidental Reunion

Chapter 15


Niall's POV
I offered to drop Brooke off at her hotel, but she said she wanted to walk. 
She mentioned something about thinking, so I didn't want to get involved. 
I had a lot of thinking to do myself. I knew just the place to go to. 
I went to Fisher's Edge, a cliff in town. I used to always sit and think there. 
I put my hands in my coat pockets and walked quickly, not wanting to be interrupted by paparazzi or fans. I just wanted some peace time. 
When I arrived there, I saw that I wasn't alone. Someone else was there. 
"I always come here to think." I said, walking over to where the person sat. 
I swung my legs over the edge and took a seat on the cold ground. 
"You scared me." That voice was familiar. It was Brooke. 
"Brooke? What are you doing here?" I asked. 
"Just thinking. It seems like a nice place to clear your head." she replied. 
"You don't know the half of it." I replied, thinking back to all the times we shared here. I know she's my Brooke. I looked in a yearbook last night. 
We used to come here all the time when we were having problems with family or friends. This is where I found Brooke the night her parents died in the car crash and nobody could get ahold of her. We talked about so much here. 
We talked about boyfriends and girlfriends, people who annoy us, and people who judged us. Together, we got through anything. 
"How did you find this place?" I asked, hoping she would finally come clean. 
I don't know why she isn't telling me that we used to be friends. She didn't really forget me, did she? That's not possible. I could never forget Brooke. 
"A friend told me about it." she replied, and I knew I must have been that friend. Not many people come here.
"Brooke, I've been meaning to ask you something." I said, reaching for her hand. I held her hand in mine, even though it was freezing cold outside. 
"What's up?" she asked, turning her head to look at me. 
"Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked, hoping she would say yes. 
"Yeah." she replied, biting her lip and smiling at me. 
I leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. I smiled into the kiss, happy that I was finally dating the girl I've always loved. A few minutes later, we got up and started walking back. We were still holding hands, and I looked over at Brooke. Her cheeks were red from being in the cold, and her eyes were bright blue, looking almost like ice. I stopped her when we were under a streetlight and there weren't many people around. I kissed her again.
I was just so happy to call her my girlfriend.
Maybe now that we're dating, she will feel like she can trust me.
And maybe she will tell me that she remembers me.
Because if she doesn't tell me soon, it might break my heart.
Or maybe I'll have to remind her who I am.


again, sorry for not uploading regularly. We're both super busy with midterms, but by the end of next week we should be back to writing normally. Good luck with your exams!(:
-Emma and Mallory

 



Accidental Reunion

Chapter 14


Brooke's POV
I was on the phone with Niall. He wanted to take me to lunch.
It's the first time I'm seeing him since he questioned Karalyn about me, and it probably won't be much longer until he figures out that we used to be best friends. I just don't understand why he doesn't look in a yearbook or something.
That would be much easier than me having to tell him.
I threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a striped cardigan along with some cute riding boots that matched my outfit. I left my hair wavy and walked down to the lobby. I sat down for a few minutes, and eventually Niall arrived. I walked out to Niall, wrapping my pea coat tighter around me.
"You look gorgeous." he said. He drove about twenty minutes to a restaurant in downtown London.
I looked at the name on the sign and almost fainted. This restaurant was the last place I saw Niall before I moved. I didn't tell him until the day that I was moving, on my way to the airport. This was where I stood and cried into his shoulder for an hour, our arms wrapped each other and never wanting to let go.
So why was he taking me here now?
We got out of the car and walked into the restaurant and were taken to the back room, and sat at the exact same table where I broke the news to Niall. Such a weird coincidence. This all was too familiar. I didn't know if I could handle it.
I think Niall is positive that I used to be his best friend. Why else would he go through the trouble of getting the exact same table at the exact same restaurant where I probably shattered his heart a few years back?
“This used to be one of my favorite restaurants.” He told me as he lifted the menus I remembered so well, his blue eyes flickering back and forth as he read the different names of food.
“It looks nice.” I commented, something that wasn’t a total lie. It looked nice like it did before I left.
 Such a simple, loving restaurant. He glanced up at me and a small smile at the corner of his lips.
“What do you want? I recommend the bacon cheddar salad."
“Sure, I’ll try it. You better not be messing with me Horan.” I wagged my finger at him and narrowed my eyes, and he chuckled.
“I wouldn’t lie to you.” He said, taking a quick look at me before his attention turned back to the menu.
We ordered our food, I had the salad and Niall had some mostaccioli, which we both enjoyed. We had finished our food, full and happy, and paid before walking back out of the restaurant.
“Thanks for the meal, I enjoyed it.”
I said as I glanced back over my shoulder when I got into the passenger side, and Niall stood right behind me.
“No problem. I’m glad you liked it.”
As soon as our eyes locked, I was mesmerized. He stared at me and licked his bottom lip, looking down at mine. My breath was taken away as my heartbeat raced. He leaned closer to me, his eyes still locked on mine, and I bit my bottom lip.
Soon our lips connected, and the sparks flew. He closed in on my and deepened it lightly, lifting a hand to caress the side of my face. He soon pulled away and looked at my eyes, keeping his hand on my face.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t resist.” He whispered, and I shook my head.
“I didn’t mind. I loved it.”
A grin grew on his face, and I reached up and put my lips on his once more.
Boys say that they like natural girls. But honestly, if there's two girls walking
down the street, one with nice, smokey eyes and a classy red lipstick and another with shoved up hair and no makeup; you're going to be looking at the one who made an effort. And, if boys prefer natural girls, why is it always the girls who wear the most makeup who actually get the boyfriends?
You meet someone.
You two get close.
Its great for a while.
Then someone stops trying.
Talk less. Awkward conversations.
The drifting
No communication what so ever.
Memories start fo fade.
The person you know,
Becomes the person you KNEW.
Thats how it usually goes right?
Sad, isn't it?
This quote does not exist.



I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people’s eyes.
Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Or are the fascinated with who I am? The thing is that no one will ever know my whole story. No one will ever know all the things I’ve had to overcome. Not even my closest friends, not even my own family. The thing is that people are so quick to judge now a days. You only see a person from what they allow you to see. I always try to look as put together as I can, and I guess that’s my way of hiding from the truth. It’s just that way everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay. That I never go through anything. If only everyone knew how broken I am, and how I’m holding on for dear life on this one last strand that’s become very delicate. The truth is that no one really knows me, and sometimes that scares me, because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.






You have to buy your boyfriend :


Pr
esents for,

Their Birthday.

Monthly Anniversaries

Valentines,

Christmas

Gifts for their parents,

etc.
 



I swear, it's less expensive to maintain a

Hamster.





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